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Saturday, April 14, 2012

Don't Shoot the "Messenger", Ch. 30

            Todd had spent all of dinner fantasizing about Blair and every now and then he found his mouth watering with thoughts of taking his southern belle upstairs and ravishing her. It was all her fault, talking about down south homestyle good eats. He knew just where down south he wanted to eat.

            Todd’s attention had obviously been elsewhere and Blair had to kick him a few times under the table to get him to return his attention to the children. There were several times during dinner that she had felt his gaze on her and had warmed all over, sure that the kids could see her blushing from his gaze. When dinner was finally over, she sent Sam and Jack to complete their homework and go to bed. Starr and Cole had offered to clean up since she had cooked and she decided maybe it would be for the best. “Thanks, Starr, I appreciate the help. I need to talk to your dad and this will give us some uninterrupted time.” She looked over at Todd and he was sipping his scotch slowly and raking her up and down with his penetrating eyes. Blair knew she wanted to get him alone in the worst sort of way. She felt so turned on. “Todd?” she said trying to get his attention.

            Todd stirred and looked around long enough to realize the boys were gone and Starr was clearing the table. His gaze met Starr’s and he had the grace to give her a sheepish smile. She grinned and handed some plates to Cole pushing him toward the kitchen. “Good night, Mom and Dad, we’ll see you tomorrow.“

Todd felt a hand on his and looked down to see Blair’s hand capturing it. She felt so warm and his thoughts immediately reverted to his previous meanderings. Oh yeah, his hot southern belle was all his for the taking. Their hands joined, he led her upstairs to their suite and quickly closed the door. At times like this, he wished he had a “Do Not Disturb “ sign.

Blair turned towards Todd and again searched his face. The look he had given her at dinner was back and she felt the heat start at her toes and flood through her body. Her hands went immediately to her blouse and she began to unbutton it trying to cool off, but his eyes just began to smolder and her breathing escalated.

Before she could remove her blouse, Todd stopped her and grabbed the corners, and proceeded to tie the ends of the blouse just beneath her breasts exposing her stomach to the air and his fingers played across it suggestively. Her muscles clenched in response to his caress and her breath caught suddenly. Todd leaned over and kissed her bared midriff just as he had imagined doing all evening. Then he knelt in front of her and slowly lowered her zipper while his tongue played with her delicious belly button.

Blair’s hands had found his hair and she was weaving her fingers through his strands as she sought to remain upright under his assault. Her legs were turning to jelly as he lowered her jeans. She stepped out of them, and his hands returned to fondling her inner thighs, making their way up to her lace panties.

Todd paused his hands poised just under the lace, his thumbs making slow circles in her delicate curls. He leaned back briefly to admire his wife. She was perfection as far as he was concerned. Her long gorgeous legs extending up to her divine hips and trim waist. Her generous breasts were tucked away at the moment, but pushing defiantly against the fabric of her blouse, begging for release. Blair’s emerald eyes were heavy-lidded as she gave way to sensations beginning to sweep through her and her tongue slipped out for a moment to lick her lips in anticipation. She was already eager for him and his thumbs made their way deeper feeling the moisture waiting for him.

A moan escaped her at his touch and she ground her hips closer to the source of her pleasure. Todd gripped her hips and urged her to the floor in front of him and Blair squealed in delight as he ripped her panties off and began to taste her. His tongue and fingers worked their magic and she was soon begging him for more as wave after wave of sensations flooded through her, she screamed with pleasure and lay panting on the floor wondering what he had in store for her next.

As she lay satiated on the floor, Todd took the moment to undress then he returned to his place between her legs, his hands once again began stroking her, and then he inserted himself and started slowly going in and out at the same time he began licking at her midriff again and bringing his tongue up to just below her breasts. His right hand released the tie to her blouse and exposed her lace bra held closed by a single hook. A simple flick and the bra dropped off to reveal her. He captured one nipple in his teeth while fondling the other with his hand. As his tongue and teeth played with her, he continued to drive into her, his motion increasing in intensity as she moved with him and started saying his name over and over.

With her hands digging into his shoulders, they arrived at their destination. Todd’s cry mingling with Blair’s as he spilled into her. He rolled off the top of her and pulled her close, bending to kiss her lips, then each of her eyes, and down her lovely neck. “Thank you.” He said simply, as he raised his head to gaze at her. He wanted to express so much more but was unable to find the words.

Blair stared at him, her love for him overwhelming her for just a moment. She had known at dinner how he had needed her, and it warmed her to the core knowing she could bring him such happiness. She raised a hand and tucked his hair behind his ear. ‘“I think I should be thanking you. But tell me something, why did you tie up my blouse and leave it on? Usually, you try to get everything off me.”

Todd grinned down at her. “It was something you said to Starr right before dinner.”

Blair looked at him puzzled.

Todd got up and reached down to help Blair off the floor. His hands once again rubbing softly across her midriff. “You told Starr it was about time I had some good ole down south homestyle food. All I could picture in my mind was you in a flannel shirt tied up to expose your midriff and some hot short shorts, and all I wanted to do was undress my very own Daisy May.”

Blair found herself blushing again as he stared at her, obviously once more picturing her like that again. “Oh, Todd,” she found herself choked up and flung herself into his arms, relishing the feel of his strong arms holding her close, “you never cease to surprise me.”

They took the time to take a shower together and then took advantage of the warmer night to sit out on the balcony in each other's arms. The memory of the morning and his visit to Carlo’s compound once again pushed itself into his consciousness, as he held onto Blair. Just the night before he and Blair had discussed his adopting Sam, but it had skipped both their minds today, thanks to all the Mitch angst. Why couldn’t he have a normal life without all the drama?

“It’s not in our nature, Todd, we’ve been through too much. What we can do is make the best of what we have. We’ve been fortunate this last year to get Blair and the kids back. You shouldn’t dwell on Mitch right now, neither should I, but we do it anyway.”

“Damn it, Samuel. I really thought we could escape our past. But it keeps rearing its ugly head.”

“I know Todd and I’m with you in the sense that we’re caught in this until we can confront him. But it isn’t all gloom and doom. You need to concentrate on this moment and moments like it. It keeps us all grounded, she loves us as much as we love her and she’s here. Keep telling yourself that and we’ll manage the rest as it comes at us.”

Todd squeezed Blair lightly, needing to feel her against him. He gently kissed the top of her head and took his free hand to rub her stomach thinking of the small child growing within her. “I’m going to be here for this one, babe, I promise you.”

Her hand covered his, and she snuggled deeper into his shoulder. “I believe it and I’m going to make sure we’re all here for you, too.”

A short time later they made their way to bed and Todd forced himself to take the prescription Larry had given him. He wanted to try and have a clear head for what was to come next; so he would need the sleep, and he really didn’t want to think of Mitch anymore that night.

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